Paddy Young: If I Told You I’d Have To Kiss You comedy review – Dark and strange
A skilled and messy hour about a man who is keen on embraces and chucks out taste-bothering gags

Last year Paddy Young was Hungry, Horny, Scared (that show was nominated for Best Newcomer in the Edinburgh Comedy Awards) and he’s still all those things. Giant Wotsits get a mention, as does Huel protein powder, Babestation crushes, and various times that he’s chickened out of approaching girls. But the former eczema sufferer and Warhammer fan from Scarborough (aka Scarbados) likes dancing along the line of straightforward millennial/Gen Z material about Strava show-offs and London e-bikes, then chucking in darker, stranger stuff as the show goes on.
He’s a romantic, keen to kiss everyone; then he’s a savage killer who likes the prospect of a sharp guillotine and close-to-the-bone jokes about XL Bully victims. His coy eye flutters and camp mannerisms are absolute gold, particularly when he’s fixating on girls but can’t stop lusting about boys too. Recent stints of telly work (he’ll be in season two of Channel 4’s Everything Else Burns) make up an enjoyable section on starry onset behaviour and he does a belter of a Spanish accent elsewhere (his animal sounds didn’t work as well). This is a skilled if messy but entertaining hour with contradictions, pouting and lots of cocks.
Paddy Young: If I Told You I’d Have To Kiss You, Monkey Barrel, until 23 August, 7.50pm; main picture: Michael Julings.